Rosanna, Live!

LADIES and GENTLEMECHS, we have a special treat for you tonight! Despite her busy, busy schedule, and the VAST distances she had to travel to get here, she just couldn't RESIST your company! Without further ado, we are proud to present... The ONE The ONLY ROSANNA! . Indie RP for Transformers Animated Rosanna All interactions assumed to be over the comm line unless stated otherwise. Please read the rules.

[sorrowfullifeform]

::Maybe,:: she replied, her voice sounding neutral :: are you on Cybertron?::

If this femme was from the not destroyed Cybertron, a.k.a hers, then there was a high chance she could be easily tracked to Earth. Maybe not by the Elite Guard but by a crazy fanatic of her; in all honesty, she didn’t know which one could be worse.

[numbertwoidol-blog]

«Yes. Are you not on Cybertron?»

The tone of voice was a bit disheartening, but Rosanna might yet be able to salvage the conversation-- neutral was better then hostile, after all! 

...Though Blackarachnia did have a point about the crazy fanatics. Grandus was sweet, but also a total stalker.

[in-need-of-discipline]

[[…. I don’t understand.]] Drift can’t wrap his processor around the fact that there are other career paths than military. He didn’t even know this was an option. [[They.. pay you to sing? That’s.. how? Why? I think I need more information on this…. do you perform live? In clubs?]]

This is generally a confusing situation for Drift; the only thing close to this he’s heard about or witnessed was in the underground clubs. And she was too nice to be one of those.

[[No. Drift is fine. Just don’t go around telling others.]] Drift is a runaway; Deadlock was a ‘Decepticon’ that threatened Sentinel Magnus. No matter which was he went, there was a record that would lead to a different reason for an arrest. [[You tell people you’re hanging around with somebot named Drift; your popularity will decrease. Then what will you do?]]

[numbertwoidol-blog]

Oh dear--the poor kid seemed like he might be a new build. And military to boot, if his inability to comprehend her job was anything to go by. She respected the 'bots who fought for her, and every other Autobots freedom just as much-- or more!-- then the next 'bot, but there were things about their recruitment practices the pop star found...distasteful. 

«Yes! Well, I mostly preform at large concerts now, but I did my fair share of clubs back in the day. You do what you have to do for the art, and all that! Right now I sometimes do private events, too, if the client can afford my rates.»

If Rosanna had any eyebrows to raise, they'd certainly be rising at his last comment.

«Sweetspark--Drift-- what are you talking about? I'm certain that you can't be that unpopular. A nice young 'bot like you, you must have at least some friends, yes?»

[sorrowfullifeform]

numbertwoidol got stuck on the web.

[sorrowfullifeform]

::How has an singer’s frequency mixed up with mine?:: she accidentaly asked out loud.

It was quite a while since last time she had heard Cybertronian music, actually… had the styles changed or where they the same? Busy with keeping herself alive and other things (like keeping herself away from the idiots she had to live with while aboard the Nemesis), she had never asked herself that until now.

Did it really matter? Not really.

[numbertwoidol-blog]

«Oh dear-- I'm not intruding on anything, am I?»

She'd never heard this voice before, or even ran into the signal in passing-- must be a mix up in the comm-lines, then. Ah well. Rosanna was always willing to meet new people, and didn't have a problem striking up a conversation even if it was an accident. 

Unless her mysterious companion didn't want to, of course. 

[numbertwoidol-blog]

// cracks knuckles 

ok so, ROSANNA IS BACK ONLINE GLITCHES

[tf-fanart]

(x)

[scion-xb-custom]

numbertwoidol:

[numbertwoidol-blog]

He was technically not a Cybertronian, but still created by one? Rosanna’s interest was caught, though she was to polite to question him further against his wishes. Still, she could guess— and her best bet was that he was from one of the distant colony worlds, not connected to the Autobot commonwealth. 

It was rumored that some of them—especially that ‘Caminus’ planet—had managed to somehow smuggle Vector Sigma like devices off the planet. 

'Interesting,' thought the little voice in the back of Rosanna's head she never noticed.

«You don’t have to worry, I won’t push. Oh! Seems like I have to go— I have a concert to get too, fans to see, you know the drill. If you ever want tickets, or need a boost into the Guild, call me!»

Soundwave isn’t sure why he would need a boost into some guild…or why she was offering him tickets, but he won’t say anything on it. He’s fairly certain this isn’t the last time he’ll hear from the singer…

://>_…Understood. We shall speak again._

comm line: closed

[humanprotoform-blog]

// seriously though I’M BACK 

SCHOOL IS OVER

I FIXED MY GRADE FINALLY AFTER NIGHTS AND NIGHTS OF CRAMMING

I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW

[humanprotoform-blog]

// Might as well make it official, seeing as I haven’t been terribly active in a while: I am going on a temporary hiatus. Actually temporary, this isn’t a euphemism for giving up Sari as a muse. I kind of owe you guys (everyone I RP with, but especially the ones I consider myself friends with) an explanation: 

School.

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[scion-xb-custom]

Soundwave hummed a bit. it was actually was kinda pleasing to hear that some bots appreciated his music. he usually doesn’t care but this was a nice change of pace. Then she mentioned something about not being Cybertronian, and his vocals shifted just slightly…

://>_Technically, I am not Cybertronian. I was created by one. That is all the information I can disclose about that at this time. 

In other words: that’s all he was going to tell her. He doesn’t know who she is, nor does he trust her (despite being a fellow musician) so he’s not giving too much away. 

[numbertwoidol-blog]

He was technically not a Cybertronian, but still created by one? Rosanna's interest was caught, though she was to polite to question him further against his wishes. Still, she could guess-- and her best bet was that he was from one of the distant colony worlds, not connected to the Autobot commonwealth. 

It was rumored that some of them--especially that 'Caminus' planet--had managed to somehow smuggle Vector Sigma like devices off the planet. 

'Interesting,' thought the little voice in the back of Rosanna's head she never noticed.

«You don't have to worry, I won't push. Oh! Seems like I have to go-- I have a concert to get too, fans to see, you know the drill. If you ever want tickets, or need a boost into the Guild, call me!»

[scion-xb-custom]

Aw, she didn’t even flinch. Guess he should’ve expected that. She did say she was popular or something along those lines. He clicks a bit and pulls up a random music file.

/Sending file: note_00528.mp3

It’s short. A little less than a minute, but he figures that was all that was needed. A near minute clip of some trippy, electronic mix of trance and dubstep that seems to flow in and out of one another. It’s pretty much something you wouldn’t expect from an emotionless mech...but she doesn’t need to know about that last part right now…

://>_File: Sent. …Hn? Entertainment…Guild? Is that the group you are a part of?_

[numbertwoidol-blog]

Visor bright, Rosanna accessed the file and leaned back, letting the music flow over her. It wasn't like anything she made (she'd dabbled in the genre, along with a few others, but they'd never clicked like pop had) but it was a fantastic piece nonetheless. 

«I love it! It's different-- but in a good way. You ever think about trying to publicize your work? I'm fairly high up, so if you're lower down the chain or unaffiliated I could-- wait.» She couldn't have possibly heard that right. «You...haven't heard of the Entertainment Guild?!?! But--they-- they're the biggest conglomerate of entertainers on the planet! Even if you aren't somehow a part of it, you must have heard of them, yes?»

Unless...

«Are you...not Cybertronian? Or from one of the colony worlds?»

[onemind-twobodies-blog]

»That was suppose to be the idea behind us, yes.« Jetstorm grumbles. »Not everyone was liking the flying part though.« «Buuuuuuuut we did the job anyway.» Jetfire quickly interrupts, smacking the other jet in the shoulder and glaring at him. Killing the mood here, bro. «And we were awesome at it.»

«And we definitely cute too.» He flashes a grin, the attempted tease going right over his head.

[numbertwoidol-blog]

«Well, they're-- they're-- stupid!» The word was stronger then she'd been going for (she had an image to maintain after all) but it fit what she felt about the situation. «I can't even begin to understand anyone who'd treat you badly just because you two can fly, and they can't!» 

Rosanna vented heavily, the sound tinny as it was filtered through the comm-line. «I'm--I'm sorry about the outburst. Heh. It's just...you're right about being awesome at it! And they should take they're heads out of their tail pi- I mean see sense.»

She laughed, doing her best to defuse the situation (and herself). «Oh, yes. The cutest.»

[numbertwoidol-blog]

// whispers: not dead, but schools been kind of a mess. might have time for stuff tomorrow. 

[space-bridge-to-nowhere]

The Great War board game from the Allspark Almanac II. The bits of Decepticon text read “terminate,” “victory points are not dispensed to Autobots…only death,” “this game sucks tailpipe,” and “hee hee you said tailpipe.” The Maximal writing behind Ultra Magnus is a parody of Churchill’s “We Shall Fight” speech:

We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in Vehicon, we shall fight on Antilla and Vespa, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in space, we shall defend our planet, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight in the canyons, we shall fight at the spaceports, we shall fight in the asteroid fields and on the moons, we shall fight in torus states; we shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this planet or a large part of it were subjugated and energon deprived, then our Commonwealth beyond the stars, armed and guarded by the Autobot Navy, would carry on the struggle, until, in sparks good time, the Expansion, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the homeworld.

[humanprotoform-blog]

- The AllSpark Almanac II  

Transdimensional newspaper though. Feels kind of relevant to TF Roleplaying.

Fragging dammit, Sentinel, no. That is not how budgets should be created.

[humanprotoform-blog]

-The AllSpark Almanac

Not gonna lie, this might literally be my favorite part of the AllSpark Almanacs (or, at least, the first book). 

Thunderblast totally wrote this article, just saying.

[numbertwoidol-blog]

+ [silvertongueseeker]

«Hello~! This is Rosanna speaking. Which one of my lovely fans are you?»

[silvertongueseeker-archive]

//Excuse me?// Starscream sneered, //I don’t recall being a ‘fan’ of anyone. Nor do I recognize this signal. Who is this?//

[numbertwoidol-blog]

«I'm sorry...» Rosanna had a feeling that this mech would object to being called 'sweetie' «Sir?» Sir works, right? «This isn't even the first time this has happened...ah, this is Rosanna, like I said before. I don't suppose you have a name?»

[scion-xb-custom]

numbertwoidol:

[numbertwoidol-blog]

«Is that a good different, or a bad different?»

Oh, dear. She hadn’t been this nervous about somebot liking her music in…well, it had been a while. The situation was refreshing, if nerve-wracking. 

://>_Hm, I would say it is a…”good” different. It is not what I usually listen to, or create, but it is…how they say…”catchy”… You do have quite the…singing voice…_

Well Soundwave has a thing for making almost any situation awkward as hell. He usually does it on purpose, just to see other bot’s reactions. Which is probably why he shifted his tone slightly and said that last little bit. 

Sweetie, Rosanna is famous. A cycle where someone, generally on a live broadcast, doesn't try to awkwardly with her are the ones that stand out. Rolling with slag like this is one of those things she's been forced to get really, really good at. 

«Thank you for the compliment--  I do try my best! Would you mind sending over a sample of your music? Entertainment Guild or not; It isn't often that I get to talk to a fellow artist like this. Musicians, you know?» She laughed.